"Zheng Ling." He pushed the door in, took Zheng Ling's Willow waist from behind, and rebuked in a soft voice: "who asked you to make breakfast?"
Zheng Ling looked at the warlord and giggled.
Can she say it's mother-in-law?
"Brother Jue, I don't want to be a rice worm in the future. I want to help you with some housework. " Zheng Ling said with a smile.
Han Han Jue's icy soul became dark. "Did my mother say something bad to you?"
He turned Zheng Ling to face himself. Eagle Tong despised Zheng Ling's innocent eyes like a deer. "Zheng Ling, tell me honestly that you went to LiuNian villa yesterday. Did my mother embarrass you?"
Zheng Ling shakes her head.
Zhan hanjue saw the red blood in Zheng Ling's eyes. He knew his Zheng Ling. Since she was a little girl, he knew the information of her frown and frown.
He picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom. He announced: "Yan Zhengling, you are my wife. I allow you to indulge in my world. You don't have to live so hard to please people. "
Zheng Ling put his arm around his neck, and his nose was sour. "You know, it's because you're so nice to me. I'm willing to be wronged for you. I'm not going to serve anyone else. " Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com
Lord Zhan rubbed her small head into his arms, and his thin chin was placed on her small head, and his heart was filled with emotion.
"Well, I'll work with you." He said hoarsely.
The haze in Zheng Ling's heart. It's like being driven away by a strong ray of sunlight. In an instant, she regained her bright smile.
She changed into beautiful clothes. It was warm and cool in March, but in order to keep her beautiful and beautiful figure, she deliberately cut off her heavy coat.
Looking at Zheng Ling standing in front of the mirror, the expression on his face is indescribable.
I want to stop her from wearing so thin, but I don't want to spoil her pleasure to see her smiling face.
Finally, the air conditioner was turned up several degrees in silence. Then quietly turned out a thick cloak, decided to go out to put on her.
The beauty of Zheng Ling is a complex of pure and enchanting.
Today, she deliberately wears a special style, but her tight cheongsam is not set off by Zhuyu, which seems monotonous.
Han Han Jue went to the wardrobe and took out the jewelry box he had prepared for Zheng Ling.
However, when I opened the jewelry box and saw that it was empty, there was a flame in the eyes of the warlord eagle.
"Yan Zheng Ling, what about chalcedony?"
The ornaments he carved for her at the end of the lunar new year show his love for her. And his best wishes for her.
Who knows that she has never seen her wear it once, and this set of jewelry is gone.
He was angry that he did not cherish her.
Zheng Ling looked at him timidly, just like a child who did something wrong.
Seeing the appearance of her package, he confirmed his conjecture. The anger in the heart is more exuberant, "did you give it away?"
Zheng Ling nodded obediently.
"Go and give it to me and get it back," growled the warlord
Zheng Ling soon cried, "those who have been sent out cannot come back."
In fact, she had no courage to fight against her mother-in-law.
"Who did you give it to? Impatiens or sisters
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